Grace O'Malley - The Dreadnoughts

I remember one September

Taking arms up to the crown

Beaten up and broken down

And the maid that Connaught gave us

Who could save us from our shame

Grace O’Malley was her name

Granuaile the Pirate Queen

Flashing eyes so wild and green

I was only seventeen, boys

I’d no right to be

In Grace O’Malley’s company

Her solution, retribution

Revolution in the air

Sailed we from the county Clare

Every galleon or battalion

Who bore the British crest

Sent them howling from the west

Granuaile the Pirate Queen

Flashing eyes so wild and green

I was only seventeen, boys

I’d no right to be

In Grace O’Malley’s company

How we adored her even more sir

When the order came around

With an offer from the crown

Hike the stems boys, up the Thames boys

It’s Gracie breath to breath

With the one Elizabeth

Granuaile the Pirate Queen

Flashing eyes so wild and green

I was only seventeen, boys

I’d no right to be

In Grace O’Malley’s company